Autumn Festival 1-3

【Chapter 1】 "Knock , knock, knock...
" A rhythmic knocking interrupted my sweet dream. I slowly opened my eyes, and in the darkness came the maid's soft voice: "Third Miss, are you awake? Today is the Autumn Festival, you need to get up early to prepare!" My brain began to gradually awaken from its slumber. I pulled back the black eye mask covering my eyes, and through the gaps in the curtains blown by the air conditioner, bright sunlight occasionally flashed by. It was clear that it was the hottest time of day. I slammed my head heavily into the pillow, and just as I closed my eyes, I heard the maid knocking again. "Okay, I heard you!" I replied irritably. "What time is it?" "It's 3 o'clock, Third Miss. Tonight's activities need to be prepared early, I suggest you..." "Okay, I know. Go prepare the hot water, I'll be right there!" I interrupted the maid as I got up and slipped on my slippers. " Prepare? What's there to prepare? Are you preparing to die?" "I muttered to myself as I stood up and put on my silk robe. Yes, today is the beginning of autumn, but the heat is so intense that there's no hint of the coolness autumn should bring. Perhaps this is what drives people crazy on this day. On this day, people's restless hearts are ignited, and the source of that ignition is—the Autumn Festival. The Autumn Festival is a beautiful and romantic name. On this day, some go mad, some grieve, and some die in pain or joy. Perhaps... when the fervor reaches its peak, even death becomes a kind of romance! I don't know when it started, but on the day of the Autumn Festival, an event is held, a carnival in which everyone participates. It's just that different social classes have their own circles of activity. I don't know what this event is like in the circles of ordinary people, but in the upper circles, besides the necessary sacrifices and prayers, it's the social activity that drives young men and women crazy." Forget about socializing, it's just sex. On this day, men and women have no inhibitions, they can love whoever they want, and go crazy until the next morning. But the highlight of the event isn't sex, but the midnight barbecue party; that's the real spectacle that makes everyone drool with excitement, because those turned into barbecue are today's offerings—and the offerings for the upper-class autumn festival are always—girls. For girls, unmarried girls over 17, the offerings must be voluntary, without any coercion or inducement, otherwise, it's said, they'll be punished by heaven. I attended the autumn festival twice and witnessed the sacrifice being made. She was my high school classmate, a very quiet girl. Because her mother was seriously ill, she volunteered to be a sacrifice to pray for her mother's well-being. When she was slaughtered, she was like a charming lamb, her hands raised above her head, her legs together, lying quietly on the altar. Water droplets from the cleaning process still clung to her snow-white skin. Her face was slightly turned to one side as the knife sliced open her entire abdomen from her chest down. I was very confused that time. Because the sounds she made when she was disemboweled were like moans, as if the knife brought her pleasure rather than pain... Three hours later, someone brought me a plate of roasted meat. I remember that day very clearly; I was fucked by several boys—no, I should say several beasts—until I was almost numb from the waist down. One of the guys, I think he was the son of the chairman of Yihong Group, brought me a plate of roasted meat; it must have been a part of Dandan's body. The guy personally cut it into pieces and fed it to me. When it first entered my mouth, I felt a little reluctant, because while I was being fucked by these beasts, the image of being disemboweled kept flashing before my eyes. I clearly remember that when Chef Feng reached into Dandan's body, Dandan smiled slightly at me. Then, with a few tugs from Chef Feng, a bunch of intestines and unidentifiable things came out. Dandan on the platform also gagged, and then her body trembled like a fish just pulled out of water before going still. Although I knew this piece of meat was part of my classmate's body, the delicious taste on my tongue and the encouragement from the boy next to me made me unable to resist taking a bite. A burst of juice, accompanied by a rich aroma, made me swallow the piece of meat in one gulp, almost choking. It's funny to think about it now... I went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and let the gentle stream of water wash over my long, black hair and snow-white skin. I closed my eyes, tilted my head back, and felt the gentleness and violence of the water. Women are inherently contradictory creatures; they crave this contradictory feeling. Yes, it's like a spear—women both fear and desire it. They fear its menacing appearance and the harm it might cause, yet they yearn for its violent piercing of their bodies, hoping it will quickly end its torment, and yet they are also captivated by its violation. Occasionally, for a fleeting moment, I seemed to understand a little bit of my eldest sister's pained yet intoxicated expression. That was when I first attended the Autumn Festival. There were seven siblings in my family; I was the third oldest. My eldest sister was three years older than me, my second sister was born to my stepmother, and there were two younger sisters and two younger brothers, born to my mother, my stepmother, and my second aunt, respectively. My family held a relatively high position in the upper class, and we didn't have any particular requests, so we didn't need to offer sacrifices. However, the Autumn Festival wasn't just about roasting meat as offerings. According to our people, when the offerings for the Autumn Festival weren't enough, spare meat would be drawn from all the unmarried girls attending. Usually, several girls would be chosen, but they weren't allowed to be drawn from the same family. Therefore, all girls over 18 had to participate in a lottery. However, the same rule applied to married girls; they didn't need to participate, and pregnant girls could even be exempted from participating in the Autumn Festival. That was my first time attending the Autumn Festival, but I was thoroughly exhausted. I finally understood the jokes my classmates often made: they said, "We women are like beautiful phoenixes; we must endure at least three cycles of purgatory to be reborn." This meant that if a girl was still alive after three Autumn Festivals, she would be 20 years old, because at 20 she could register for marriage, get pregnant, and then be spared the purgatory. But I see some people who seem hopelessly addicted to this kind of purgatory, getting married but refusing to have children, enduring this ordeal every autumn festival. However, I also find it quite exhilarating. That time, when I was being forcefully raped on the sofa, I saw my older sister through the crowd. I knew she had been chosen as "spare meat," but even spare meat isn't necessarily disposed of. But that time, she was put on the processing table. I saw her kneeling on the table, with two people standing behind her. There were too many people for me to see clearly, but a moment later, a look of pain appeared on her face, though she didn't scream. Actually, girls here receive this kind of education from a young age. We don't consider death a terrible thing; on the contrary, we feel proud that our bodies can be tasted by many. A girl's body exists in this world as a toy and food for men; they should use their bodies to receive the essence ejaculated from men, to satisfy their taste buds. Actually, the eldest sister did a good job; she didn't scream. A moment of pain on her face was followed by a look of ecstasy, until a metal rod emerged from her mouth… Later, when I saw the eldest sister again, she was a memory in a photograph and the box lying on the bed. In the photograph, she was impaled on a piercing rod, her body glistening with a reddish-brown sheen, like a plump roast duck. But that time, I didn't get to eat her flesh. Ever since I first ate human flesh at the autumn festival, I've often regretted not having the men bring me a portion of the eldest sister's roast meat… I turned off the water and went into the bathroom. The maid had already prepared the enema equipment. She asked me:"Third Miss, would you like me to help you clean up?"

I replied casually, "No need," and went into the bathroom. Sometimes I wondered how this woman had survived this long. Although I knew she had given birth to a child, I didn't know how commoners celebrated their autumn festival. I'd heard they slaughtered at least two dozen girls each year, and commoners rarely had the chance to eat meat.
We were supposed to have an enema before showering, but my habit is to shower first thing in the morning, then do the enema. An enema isn't mandatory, but everyone in my class did it. Who knows what you might encounter at the autumn festival, what might be inserted into your anus? So, we cleaned our intestines beforehand to avoid embarrassment later. Also, to prevent our intestinal walls from rupturing during slaughter and causing residue to spill everywhere, we fasted the night before, only drinking honey. If I weren't slaughtered, the semen of those animals would have been enough to fill me up; there are actually many such small details,
for example, when I was used as spare meat, I couldn't perform oral sex for this reason. Last time I was selected as spare meat, so I didn't get oral sex, but it wasn't my turn either. I was fucked all night on an empty stomach, and I was completely exhausted in the end. The first time I went, I didn't eat meat, partly because of this; I couldn't eat anymore then...
I inserted the round head of the enema syringe into my anus, then sat on the toilet, sticking out my belly and turning on the enema syringe. As a cool sensation flowed into my rectum, my anus began to feel hot, and a feeling of needing to defecate began to spread in my stomach. However, when the enema syringe was working, the top of the round head would open, like an anal plug, tightly blocking the anus. I wanted to pull out but couldn't. As the enema... As more and more enema fluid was injected, the pressure I felt increased.
The bloating sensation was driving me crazy. I tried to push my stomach out, constantly rubbing my abdomen with my hands to alleviate the discomfort, but the enema machine showed no mercy; it wouldn't stop until the 1000ml bottle of enema fluid was finished.
Finally, the buzzing sound of the machine stopped, and the immense pressure made me let out a heavy burp. My stomach felt like it was churning inside, my anus stretched wide and felt tightly shut. I rubbed my stomach while fumbling for the flush button. As the button was pressed, I heard a hissing sound of air being released, and the swollen head quickly shrank. With a "pop," the enema fluid, which had been injected into the bee, was squeezed out of my anus, gushing out like a jet of water. My stomach instantly flattened out.
"That feels better," I thought, squeezing my stomach and bending over. Even though I hadn't eaten dinner yesterday, there was still a lot of waste in my anus. I sat on the toilet for a while, holding it in until nothing more came out, then straightened up and flushed. A warm stream of water washed over my still-open anus, cleaning away the remaining liquid. The sensation in my anus gradually subsided, but it still felt warm. I filled a bottle with enema solution... I cleaned myself again, then changed the water. After three bottles of water, I was completely clean inside and out. I stood up, but my calves felt like they were being pricked with needles. It turned out I had squatted for too long and my legs had gone numb. I held onto the wall and shook my legs for a long time before finally staggering out of the bathroom.
I took another shower, dried myself off haphazardly, and stood in front of the mirror. Looking at myself, I saw a small, oval face, fair skin, and a pair of large 34D breasts hanging like papayas on my chest.
"These breasts would look amazing if they were cut off and put on a plate. I wonder who would get them," a thought popped into my head. I suddenly realized what I was thinking and quickly shook my head, telling myself, "What are you thinking? Get out of here!" "After leaving the bathroom and getting dressed, I went to my eldest sister's room again. Seeing her asleep, I gently told her, 'Sister, I'm going to the Autumn Festival,' and then quietly turned and left her room. In a daze, I felt my eldest sister smile gently at me.
When I came downstairs, my second sister was already waiting for me. My second sister was already married, but not pregnant yet, so she would also be attending with her husband. Seeing me come downstairs, she came over and pulled me, saying, 'Third sister, you look so beautiful today, it makes me want to eat you up!' '
Come on, sister, last year when I was chosen as a backup, who was crying there? How come you want to betray your own family and eat me up this year just because you're getting married? Have you been brainwashed by your husband? Where is he?' I joked with my sister."
"He left first, a bunch of his cronies are waiting for him," my sister said as we walked out, arm in arm.
"Sigh, my brother-in-law's cronies really messed me up last year, and he was the most ruthless of them all, letting them fuck me from both ends." I rolled my eyes at my sister: "Which prostitute are you planning to hook up with this year?"
"Who knows? Who cares? Today, we're just doing what we want," my sister replied.
We chatted and laughed all the way to the Autumn Festival venue. I took out my name tag from my bag, a small copper tag with my name, social security number, and date of birth on it. I put it into the small box with the red entrance, which was used to draw out spare meat. My sister also took out her name tag; hers was silver, which meant she was married and didn't need to put it in the box.
"I hope you can change to a silver nameplate next year," my sister said sadly. "
Sis, don't jinx it. Weijie and I have already decided. We'll register our marriage right after my birthday next year, don't worry."
We chatted as we walked into the venue. Girls passed by, some excited, some silent. We bumped into a few female classmates and walked together. The further we went, the more uncomfortable I felt. I didn't know if it was a bad premonition or the feeling my sister gave me, but I felt like I couldn't go back today.
The ceremony itself wasn't very interesting. There was only one offering this year, compared to three last year. The girl was someone I didn't recognize. She was dressed quite nicely, but her figure wasn't outstanding—no chest, no butt.
We girls all pouted and muttered:
"No barbecue today..."
"Look at that small frame, she can only be used for soup. If we barbecue her, she'll definitely be too tough to chew..."
"Haha, let's see who gets the backup today. Hopefully, someone plump will satisfy everyone's appetite..."
...
Just then, Yezi suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist from the right and said, "Hehe, let's pick our Third Princess! This beautiful body of hers will make those beasts drool!"
We girls always called the men at the Autumn Festival "beasts" in private.
I was furious when I heard that, and I tapped Yezi's head with my index finger, teasing her,
"Go away, you brat! If I pick you, I'll go find Uncle Feng and get a knife, and I'll personally cut you open, pull out your uterus, and make sure you're still horny..."
Suddenly, Yue'er hugged Yezi from behind, placed her right hand on Yezi's stomach, and said happily, "Don't bother with the lottery, let's just kill Sister Yezi, okay? Look at this slender waist, her insides will drive those beasts crazy!"
As she spoke, Yue'er used her fingers as a knife, gesturing on Yezi's stomach through her clothes;
While everyone was joking and laughing, the girls on stage had already started drawing backups. Actually, the backup selection was quite fair. There was a large, transparent box, and all the brass name tags were poured into it. A fan was turned on, and although the name tags were said to be made of brass, they were actually just thin copper sheets. The strong wind would blow the copper sheets flying around in the box. When the copper sheets started to fly evenly around in the box, the host would invite a person of high reputation to the stage and use a net-like object to scoop them into the box. The name tags that fall into the net are today's backups. Moreover, the earlier they fall into the net, the safer they are, because the names are read in reverse order: those that fall in later are read first, and those that fall in first are read last. This order is the order in which the backups are slaughtered. Not every backup will be slaughtered; it depends on the number of participants and the chef's decision. In the upper circle's activities, tasting human flesh is not the main activity. Everyone just takes a small bite. Few people will hold the meat and chew it heartily, as that would be considered a disrespectful act that would damage the family's reputation.
Therefore, the upper circle generally does not use that many girls. Last time, my name was the fifth one drawn, but that day, because there were three sacrifices, only two backup girls were used. The girls drawn after us were just backups.

[Chapter Two]
The host began calling out names, and we all started to tense up.
The first one
wasn't me, and we all breathed a sigh of relief.
The second one wasn't me either,
great!
The third one,
"Changsun Muxue," suddenly, all eyes turned to me,
and I was stunned. How could it be me? How could it be me?
Then I heard... "Su Hongye,"
and I suddenly snapped out of it, turning to stare at Yezi. Yezi was also dumbfounded, staring at me with a deathly pale face and her mouth slightly open, as if she wanted to say something. Seeing her expression, a taut rope in my heart suddenly loosened, and I felt relieved. It was bound to happen
sooner or later. Even if girls in the upper class got married, they might be slaughtered by their husbands' families one day. We've heard too many stories like that.
At least on the day of the Autumn Festival, even if she isn't offered as a sacrifice, if she is slaughtered and eaten at the event, then all the good fortune and blessings from the gods will be bestowed upon her direct blood relatives.
However, the effect of a sacrifice is stronger; the effect of a backup, while not as strong, is not far off.
One of last year's sacrifices, Dandan, was He Jiaqi's fourth daughter. He Jiaqi owns the third-largest logistics company in the area. Her mother suffered from an incurable disease, but after Dandan's death, her mother miraculously recovered, and He's Logistics jumped one place in the rankings that year.

The Changsun family is also a prominent family here; the Changsun Group is one of the top three economic powers in the area. The descendants of the Changsun family have always enjoyed extraordinary fortune and received the blessings of the gods. As the third daughter of the Changsun family, I also have a duty to pray for more good fortune for my parents and younger brother.

Three years after my eldest sister died, my parents became increasingly healthy and radiant, and my younger brother and I have clearly had better luck than before. This is all thanks to my sister; she transferred her luck and divine grace to us. If I were to use my lifelong fortune and divine grace to further bless the family's fortune today, then my parents, my younger brother, and even the eldest grandson's conglomerate, which is managed by my father, would all prosper. What do I have to hesitate about? If I were to be slaughtered and eaten by my husband's family after marriage, then my death would have been in vain.

After thinking it through, I actually felt a sliver of anticipation. The thought that flashed through my mind while showering that afternoon—the image of a pair of breasts laid out on a plate, waiting to be tasted—flashed before my eyes again. A slight smile crept onto my lips. I let out a long breath, turned, and lifted Yezi's chin. "Sweetie, want to compare whose body and genitals are sexier?"
Yezi, finally recovering from her shock, slapped my hand away, saying,
"I'm behind the Third Princess, maybe I won't need my body, like you did last year!"
At this moment, Xiaoyue, looking like she was enjoying the drama, chimed in,
"There are fewer offerings this year, and more people. I think you can't escape, Yezi, hehe."
Yezi, enraged, grabbed Yue'er's nipple and twisted it hard.
"You damn Yue'er, I'll go find a few packs of animals later, I'll fuck you to death!"
Yue'er screamed from the sudden twist, grimacing and rubbing her chest. Seeing the two about to fight again, I quickly pulled Yezi away.
"Let's go, let's go, there are still a few hours left, a herd of animals is waiting for us!"
With that, I grabbed Yezi and headed towards the entrance of the hall. My second sister chased after me , calling, "Xue'er, Xue'er, you..."
It seemed like my second sister wanted to say something, but I didn't give her a chance, interrupting her, "Sister, just let me be crazy one more time, don't say anything trivial, by the way, remember to collect my bones, I want the rose bone box."
After saying that, I turned around and grabbed Yezi and left. Although I was resolute in my heart, I still saw the light shining in my second sister's eyes, like waves surging on the sea at sunset.
Yes, collecting the bones of one's younger sister must not have been a pleasant experience. My second sister did it once before, and she told me she was heartbroken for days afterward.
Collecting bones is a custom of the autumn festival. During the festival, only the flesh of girls is allowed to be eaten; a special person will cut the meat from the girls' bodies. However, the bones are not allowed to be eaten, not even a small toe bone. This is why it's said that the thin offering has nothing to eat. After the festival, they collect the remains of each girl, along with her head, and put them in a bone box to return to the girl's family. While putting the remains in the box, they piece them together and apply makeup to the girl. Their makeup skills are superb. The girl, once made up, looks exactly as she was in her most beautiful state in life. Then, the head and remains are placed in a casket, and a polymer similar to crystal glue is injected into it. This polymer can protect the girl trapped inside, preserving her most beautiful appearance forever. After the autumn festival, there is a small ceremony where the family carries the girl home. It must be carried, not lifted or carried, as a sign of respect for the girl, as if she had just finished playing at the autumn festival. They gently carry her home and place her on her bed. From then on, she is as if she is asleep forever, resting in her own room. If you miss her, you can talk to her anytime. I have whispered many secrets to my older sister. She lies on her own bed, her body covered with roses; that is the rose casket. The whole body is covered with beautiful roses. Besides being beautiful, the rose casket has another great function: it can be pre-recorded. The pre-recorded voices allow you to have simple conversations with your family, making it seem as if she is still alive. Thinking about this, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to tell my sister the password for recording the audio;
what should I do? Go back to her? Forget it, she'll definitely be able to guess the password retrieval answer, just like my eldest sister; I'm too lazy to bother with it, I trust my second sister can handle it.
The main hall is the core area of the event. The cooking station is located towards the back center, where I'll be going to be in a bit. Whether I'll end up as a roasted pig skewered on barbed wire, a roasted fish lying on a plate, or a live donkey tied up or on a rack, it all depends on the chef's mood and methods today. The main hall is packed with people, mostly young people, as the older men are all gathered inside chatting. They neither participate in the younger people's activities nor pay attention to the cooking station; in fact, they deliberately avoid the cooking area because they can't see it from their area. There's music there, not too loud, not enough to interfere with their conversations or gambling, but it also prevents them from hearing the screams and shouts from here. Maybe the girl making those noises is his daughter, and my father is over there…
daughter, father…This topic doesn't exist here.
"Only daughters who have been eaten or daughters who have given birth are truly one's own daughters; otherwise, who knows whose dinner table they might end up on!" This is a famous saying in our area. Fathers are almost completely uninvolved in their daughters' upbringing; daughters are treated like pigs raised in the family's pigsty. Of course, that's a bit harsh.
Fathers do love their daughters, but before a daughter is eaten or gives birth, she doesn't belong to him. Before having children, she could be eaten at any time—either at the autumn festival or on her husband's family's dinner table. Only a girl eaten at the autumn festival truly belongs to her father. Only then can no one take her away from him. Of course, the same applies after she gives birth; she can no longer be eaten by anyone. That's when the father truly possesses his daughter. The girls placed in urns would be held dear by their fathers, who would take them home like precious treasures until their parents passed away, at which point the urns would be buried with them. This custom existed only among the upper classes; commoners had no such thing as urns. What ossuary? They held the girls in their arms and took them home. After their parents died, these ossuaries would be buried with them. At that time, this was a custom only found in the upper class. As for the common people, they didn't have any ossuaries. The girls were simply eaten like ribs, and the rest were thrown together. It was impossible to tell whose bone was whose; they were just thrown away haphazardly. Of course, this was just hearsay. There was a wall between the upper class and the common people that no one could cross. What happened on the other side of the wall was all hearsay.
The most active people in the hall were those beasts. Actually, they also had their own circles, each group occupying their own territory. Of course, they would send their best-looking person to ambush the girls at the entrance and lead the girl they approved of to their territory. Whether the girl survived depended on her own luck.
Of course, that's a bit of an exaggeration. Forced sex isn't allowed on site, and the girls won't actually die. However, I've heard of accidents that have happened. There was a girl who was fucked until she was like a fish out of water, foaming at the mouth, her body bouncing uncontrollably on the table, and finally stopped breathing.
Since then, emergency medical personnel have been on hand at events, and no girl has died from it. Not dying doesn't mean there wasn't pain. Sex is pleasurable, but the extreme of pleasure is just pain. My first time was when I was taken home. Being a novice, I was gang-raped by five men all night. That night, we used up a whole box of lubricant. My stomach was filled with semen, which I then vomited up completely. I lay in bed for a whole week before I could walk again. The second time, it was my brother-in-law and seven others… I was so fucked that I passed out. Plus, I did it on an empty stomach. Although I ate a piece of meat in between, I still couldn't hold on. In the end, my brother-in-law and his gang of beasts carried me back. For more than ten days, I was incontinent and had to wear diapers.

[Chapter 3]
When we reached the entrance of the hall, we received two cups and drank them. Every girl entering the hall, except for those offered as sacrifices, had to drink this to prevent them from getting pregnant. I heard that this stuff not only prevents pregnancy but also has aphrodisiac effects. Every time I drink it, my period stops for two months. As soon as we entered the hall, a handsome guy stopped us in front of us:
"Miss, would you like to have the honor of spending this beautiful night with me?" The handsome guy seemed very cultured. I looked around and didn't see Weijie and his group, but this handsome guy was acceptable. Before I could even reply, Yezi had already put her hand on mine with a smile, turned to me and said, "Xue'er, this is the last time, so be sure to enjoy it and don't waste it." It seems that the short walk we just took had made her realize something.
I replied irritably, "Go ahead, you little slut, let those animals fuck you until you're ravaged." I then walked inside alone, when a burly boy blocked my way:
"Third Princess, I heard your name was drawn! Come with us, we have plenty of men and great skills, I guarantee you won't feel the pain of slaughter..." He said with a smirk.
I rolled my eyes at him. He was the second son of the chairman of the Liu's Real Estate Group, nicknamed "Second Blackie." This guy was dark and strong, but not my type. However, it was true what he said; he had a large group of men, a dozen or so who hung out with Second Blackie, spending their days idly in the city, riding their motorcycles around arrogantly. And I'd heard that Second Blackie was particularly skilled in bed. Although I wanted to refuse, I thought about the dozen men, and how little time I had. Besides, the drug I'd just drunk was already starting to take effect. A dozen or so men could definitely fuck me half to death in a short time. It's my last time having sex, how could I not go crazy? I was tempted again. Seeing that I didn't directly refuse, Erheizi grabbed my hand and pulled me towards his area, saying, "Come on, Third Princess, we've been fantasizing about you for so long, if we don't play with you now, we'll have to wait until the next life!"
"Wait, wait," I stopped him after he pulled me a couple of steps. He turned and looked at me suspiciously. I took out the blindfold I used during lunch break from my bag and told him, "I'm today's spare meat, I can't give oral sex. Also, I have a request, agree and I'll go!"
"What request? Are you going to blindfold us?" "Erheizi looked at the blindfold in my hand and asked,
'I want to wear this.' I waved the blindfold in my hand and continued, 'You can fuck me, however you want, but I don't want to know who fucked me. I know a little about what kind of people you guys are, so I don't want to be disgusted. I don't want to be disgusted to death by you guys before I'm slaughtered!'
Erheizi looked at me with a black line on his face and finally said, 'Okay, okay, my third princess, since you're our princess, we agree. But the rule about oral sex isn't absolute. We just won't ejaculate in your mouth.'
I thought about it and realized he was right. I didn't like the feeling of having ejaculated into my mouth and then swallowing it. Maybe it was because I was filled too much the first time and I had a psychological trauma. So I replied, 'Okay, I agree. If anyone takes off my blindfold halfway through, I'm not playing anymore.'"
"Okay," Erheizi agreed quite quickly this time.
So I tightened the blindfold straps, put it over my head, and let Erheizi pick me up and walk away. After a few steps, a whistle blew from the side. Erheizi put me down, helped me stand up, and announced my request to everyone, which elicited another burst of laughter.
When a person's vision is blocked, other senses become particularly sensitive. Just like now, I felt like the air around me was barely moving, and the temperature was rising slightly. I could hear breathing, swallowing, and sniffling. You can imagine what it's like when a pack of drooling, menacing wolves quietly surrounds a helpless sheep. That's what I felt at that moment, like a sheep surrounded by wolves, when a hand reached out from somewhere and ripped off my shoulder strap. They also unzipped the back of my dress. I instinctively covered my chest, but two other hands grabbed my wrists, pulling my arms away from my chest. The dress was pulled down, along with my bra. The moment the bra was ripped open, my breasts suddenly sprang out. A pair of hands suddenly grabbed my breasts from behind, pinching my nipples with two fingers and twisting them. A jolt of electricity spread from my nipples, and I couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm." With their movements, I thrust my chest out and tilted my head back, displaying my 34D breasts with an air of nonchalance. The dress had already fallen to my waist, and two arms tightened around my body from behind. Someone then lifted my legs, and I was lifted up in their arms.
I let out another soft "ah~," a mixture of fear and allure. My shoes were taken off, and then the dress was removed from my body.My lace panties were also taken off, and an excited voice shouted, "Ha, the Third Princess is already wet!" Then I felt the air being stirred up; this pervert must have been spinning my panties around to show off to others.
"You beasts!" I cursed inwardly upon hearing the responses from those around me. Someone held my buttocks, while another wrapped their arms around my waist from the other side. Each of them held one of my legs, spreading them apart. I was thus held up by three people, my vulva and anus exposed to these beasts.
"Wow, the Third Princess's vagina is pink!" someone exclaimed in surprise, four fingers already touching my labia and spreading them apart. I was both ashamed and angry, trying my best to contract my vaginal opening, but the writhing of my vaginal opening only excited these beasts more. Someone even pounced on me, biting my genitals and licking my vaginal opening with their tongue, circling it.
"Ah! ~~", a wave of electric pleasure surged up my spine and into my brain. I shuddered, my body trembling, but the people holding me were holding me too tightly, so I only twisted a couple of times.
"Put the Third Princess on the table," Erheizi commanded.
I was carried a couple of steps, then a chill ran down my spine as I was placed on a table. I just managed to shift a couple of times to make myself more comfortable when my legs were spread apart, and Erheizi's voice came from above:
"Third Princess, let me fuck you to heaven."
My classmates said that Erheizi's penis was thick and large, capable of tearing a person apart. That's why they didn't like having sex with him first; they would all be fucked by several men before Erheizi's turn, so their vaginas would be stretched open and able to easily swallow his huge cock.
I always thought this was more of an exaggeration than reality, but when my legs were spread apart by Erheizi, I felt something hard pressing against my lower body. That thing was hot, large, and round, and I realized how terrifying it was.
Erheizi pressed harder and harder on my legs, and that hard, steel ball-like thing started to squeeze into my vaginal opening. I tried to twist my hips to get rid of this steel ball,
but my legs were held down tightly. The swaying of my hips turned into shaking my upper body.
I shouted at Erheizi, "Liu Erhei, be gentle, be gentle, don't break me~~ Liu Erhei, be gentle, it hurts, it hurts~~~"
Perhaps Erheizi was trembling when he heard me speak, or perhaps he was really afraid that Chef Feng would not forgive him if he hurt me. He slowly withdrew a little, and then began to push in again, but this time he was much gentler. Erheizi
could also gently fuck a woman, which really surprised me, but even if he was gentle, it was only to get into my body. After he thrust back and forth more than ten times, he pushed hard again, and I felt the tearing pain again. This time his penis finally went in, and my vagina was completely stretched open. My vaginal opening tightly wrapped his penis. Although it was painful, it was also very fulfilling.
"Ahhhhhhh," I let out a long cry. Erheizi exerted himself again, and his penis finally slowly squeezed deep into my vagina. I could even feel the bulging veins on the surface of his penis against the vaginal walls. Erheizi slowly lifted his buttocks, pulling his penis out of my vagina. It felt like he was trying to pull my soul out of my vagina. When the head of Erheizi's penis was almost out of my vaginal opening, he stopped, then pushed it in again. This time, I heard a splash. My vagina, under the combined effects of my body's instinctive reaction and the aphrodisiac I had just drunk, quickly secreted moisture, making it even easier for him to penetrate. The third time, the fourth time, each time smoother than the last. I was so stimulated by each impact that my head was spinning. The moans that followed me were also coming from the other girls around me. In short, the moans were now a chorus, and it seemed that the activity had reached its peak. I lay flat, my hands were pulled above my head, and another thick penis was placed to my lips. They wanted to rub it against my mouth and insert it. I was so lost in passion that I didn't even care if I was pregnant. I opened my mouth and let it in. Luckily, I still had a shred of reason left and didn't dare let it shove it down my throat. If I were to stand on the counter with a hoarse voice, I would definitely be laughed at. I just put that penis in my mouth and circled it with my tongue. Then someone grabbed my breasts, one on each side. My nipples were already erect.
Oh no, they were actually sucking on my breasts.
At that moment, I felt the pleasure of my vagina being vigorously thrust into... the satisfaction of my buttocks being slammed hard... the tingling sensation of my breasts being sucked and my nipples being gently bitten... the humiliation of my mouth being fucked... and my hands, pulled above my head, were forced to hold a thick, hard penis. That feeling of helplessness...
all these feelings intertwined, and this was the greatest joy that the Autumn Festival could bring to a girl. I tightly closed my eyes, which were covered by the blindfold, feeling the different sensations that different parts of my body brought me. But for some reason, my heart was slowly overwhelmed by a sense of sorrow and humiliation:
I—am the daughter of the chairman of the board of directors of the Changsun Group; I—am a beautiful young girl with skin as smooth as jade. I yearn for the kind of intoxicating love found in novels and picture books. My body should only bloom for the one I love. I am willing to become a vessel for his semen, to use my petite body to endure his attacks, to watch him enter my body, to release his pressure through my vagina or anus, instead of being manipulated by a bunch of frivolous devils who laugh and joke all day long. My breasts should be the gentlest haven for the one I love most, or a delicious meal on his table, not being grabbed, bitten, and gnawed by these beasts. But I am powerless. I am a girl, a girl chosen at the Autumn Festival. My body will never again have the chance to be held in the arms of the man I love most. I curse this damned Autumn Festival and this damned place. Just one more year, just one more year and I could wear a wedding dress, marry my groom, and get pregnant, never having to participate in this damned event again. But the chance is gone. Today, the one who deserves to die is myself. Not only am I being manipulated by these beasts, but I also have to use my body to satisfy their mouths. Yes, they are all beasts. Everyone here is not human, they are all beasts. If all girls are to be eaten, why do you still tell those innocent love stories between men and women, making me believe all of this only to have me eaten...? Without realizing it ,
I noticed the blindfold over my eyes was wet—those must be my tears. The penis in my mouth was still swirling between my tongues, and the pleasure in my vagina was building up higher and higher. The person sucking on my right breast had released their grip, only teasing my nipple with a pinch, while my left breast was still being sucked. In an instant, my thoughts were pulled back to reality. I was being fucked by a man. This might be the last time I, as a woman, am fucked by a man. Why bother thinking about all that nonsense? I am a piece of meat, a piece of meat about to be slaughtered and eaten. Every part of my body will make the person who gets it drool and savor the aftertaste. Even if it's my intestines or my cunt, thinking of this, a feeling of shyness wells up in my heart. I completely let go. Come and fuck me, you bunch of animals! This might be the most beautiful meat you've ever fucked or eaten in your lives! Come on—!
The cock in my mouth prevents me from making a sound with my throat; the pleasure accumulated in my body can only be released through my nose. I grunt and twist my body, and the humiliation and resentment in my heart vanish with the movement of my body.
"Heh... heh..." "Heh..." The slightly salty cock in my mouth was finally pulled out, shoving hard into my throat as it went, causing me to cough violently. The guy who was holding my hands while I was masturbating let go of me, and I quickly pulled my arms back; they were sore from being held like that for so long. A voice, tinged with flattery, said,
"Second Brother, the Third Princess has another hole. Let the brothers play with her too!"
My heart skipped a beat. By this time, I was already aroused from being fucked. Although I had let go, I was usually rather cold towards men, so I hadn't consciously shown it. Last year, my brother-in-law and his friends' double penetration made me ejaculate in no time, so I should seduce them a little. Before Erheizi could reply, he was gripping my waist with both hands and slamming into my hips. I used the force of his thrusts to push my shoulders down...I straightened my back and chest, and my nipple slipped out of the mouth of the person sucking on my breast. Although they couldn't see me because of the blindfold, I still frowned and raised my chin:
"Ah~~~~" I let out a long, trembling moan, trying to suppress it.
But then Erheizi tightened his grip, his hands moving from just holding my waist to gripping it tightly. He lifted my buttocks and slammed them against him. Erheizi's penis, already thick and large, now rubbed its thickest part against my G-spot, the glans hitting my cervix. It sent a jolt of electricity through my body.
"Ah, ah~~~~ ah~~~~~~~~~," I cried out, forgetting all about suppressing my moan. Erheizi's speed increased, his movements more intense, and my cries grew louder. Waves of electricity surged through my consciousness. My flesh and breasts trembled with each impact, sending strange waves of pleasure through my body. My lower abdomen felt a tingling, bloating sensation. Suddenly, an uncontrollable urge to urinate surged to my head. My urethra loosened, and a gush of urine burst forth.
"Ah ha!!" "The Third Princess peed herself!!" Several excited screams came from the side; I was completely powerless after ejaculating, and could only respond to Erheizi's penis pounding against my body with short, guttural syllables. Even though I had sprayed all over him, Erheizi didn't stop, still holding my buttocks and thrusting hard. I could feel his penis getting hotter and thicker. Just then, his glans seemed to explode inside my vagina. After an even more intense series of thrusts, he slammed into my cervix, gushing hot liquid into me with throbbing movements. He thrust into me so hard I could only arch my neck and tense my body, making a series of moaning sounds. Finally, he pulled out violently and then slammed back in. With each thrust, I shuddered from the heat of his spurting semen, until his penis could no longer spew anything out. Only then did he pull out, repeatedly thrusting into me several times as he did so. With a soft "pop," my vagina suddenly felt empty and hollow, and I, like a deflated inflatable doll, slumped onto the table.
Erheizi left my body, then seemed to squat down beside me again, pinching my left nipple. I let out another weak "hmm," and Erheizi lifted my nipple and shook it back and forth, saying,
"How's it going, Third Princess? Always so high and mighty, only willing to be fucked by Brother Hei when you're about to die, regretting that you didn't get your pleasure sooner?" " If you'd followed Brother Black earlier, you would have had your fill of pleasure long ago. Brothers, don't let the Third Princess sit idle, keep going! The princess doesn't have time to play with us." After saying that, he pinched my nipple hard again!
"Ah~~" This time it wasn't a soft moan, but a cry of pain, but she no longer maintained her usual aloofness: she said in a coquettish voice, "Brother Black, you're so bad, you're already enjoying yourself and you still hurt me, I won't let you play anymore..."
At this moment, someone picked me up and lifted me off the table, making me turn over and lie on top of him. He said with a strange laugh, "It's okay, we'll play with you instead of him." This person's voice had a strong smell of smoke, so he must have been a very lewd person. Luckily, I was blindfolded, so I wasn't disgusted.
As he spoke, he spread my legs apart. My buttocks were still tingling and weak at this time. He didn't care about what was flowing out of my vagina, reached down and grabbed his penis, aimed it at my vagina, and thrust his hips upwards, his thick, hard penis piercing in;
"Ah~~", I cried out again as a hard object pierced my empty vagina once more. I adjusted my position, and the man beneath me began thrusting deeply. I subtly lowered my waist slightly to make my buttocks stick out more, waiting for an opportunity to speed things up. Sure enough
, someone couldn't resist my raised buttocks and touched them. Although I couldn't see, I felt a surge of joy when that hand touched my buttocks. My favorite move was about to begin: a hard penis pressing against my butt crack, sliding up and down, trying to find my anus. I absolutely loved this move. In fact, the most exciting sex I'd ever had since losing my virginity was at last year's autumn festival, when my brother-in-law and his gang of cronies played this "Double Dragon Exploration" game. Back then, he was just my future brother-in-law. He picked me up from the sofa and made me sit on one of his friends' laps. His friend's penis was inserted into my anus from behind. My brother-in-law made me sit up halfway, lifted my legs, and made me watch as his penis entered my vagina from the front. I just looked down and watched a penis going in and out between my labia. He was fucking my little cunt. That's how my little cunt was being fucked by a man. Oh~~ that double impact of sight and psychology, plus two penises thrusting in and out of my body, made me ejaculate in no time. Moreover, I ejaculated several times during that sex. That was the most enjoyable ejaculation I've ever had. Later, I was so turned on that I almost fainted, and someone fed me a piece of roasted meat to replenish my energy.
Now, his penis was already pressed against my anus, which was almost lubricated by his penis and vaginal secretions. He started to exert force, and I propped myself up so that I could relax my sphincter muscles. Lying there, my anus couldn't relax at all.
"Oh~~~~~~!" I let out a satisfied response from deep in my throat. He had finally penetrated me. His penis wasn't very thick, about the size of a normal person's, but it was rather long. I could feel him drilling deep into my anus. When he couldn't go any further, he would pull out a little and then push it in again. I felt my intestines being straightened little by little by him. His pubic hair finally touched my skin, giving me a slightly itchy feeling. His penis hadn't gone all the way in yet, but I felt like it was already at the very end of my intestines. They both stopped moving. One touched my buttocks on both sides, and the other touched my thighs. The two penises remained quietly in my two holes, separated by a thin layer of flesh. I felt a little uncomfortable and twisted my buttocks. Then I heard someone shout, "One—two—three, start!"
As soon as that sound started, the two animals moved wildly as if they had been whipped. "Ah—ah ya~~~~~~~~~~" I screamed at the same time. My vagina and anus felt like they had been shoved with electric shock devices. A tingling and sour feeling enveloped my entire buttocks!
"Ah—ah—" I could no longer maintain my posture and collapsed onto the man's chest below.

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